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By the arivers of Babylon, There we sat down and bwept, When we remembered Zion.
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Upon the awillows in the midst of it We bhung our harps.
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For there our captors ademanded of us songs, And bour tormentors mirth, saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
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How can we sing athe Lord'S song In a foreign land?
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If I aforget you, O Jerusalem, May my right hand forget her skill.
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May my atongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not bexalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.
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Remember, O Lord, against the sons of aEdom The day of Jerusalem, Who said, "Raze it, raze it bTo its very foundation."
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O daughter of Babylon, you adevastated one, How blessed will be the one who brepays you With the recompense with which you have repaid us.
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How blessed will be the one who seizes and adashes your little ones Against the rock.
